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For my teacher.


No Sir, i did not raise my hand

Do not call on me, i dont know the answer

No ma'am, this is not my holy land

I have a question, so whats your answer?

 

I hate this class and  the students

when sitting in class, i try to be prudent

and the way you teach, makes you a nuisance

 

we didnt even learn the things on this test

i swear all you cause is stress

 

graduation cannot come fast enough

then i dont have to worry and hear you fuss

 

 

 

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Comments (2)

Little Girl
<p>LOL......</p>
Morganoo26
<p>It helps you to express your feelings.. i think the topic was fun and interesting.</p>

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